Chapter 175 Wildfire

On the day of Qingming Festival, Cen Lian drove back to Fengshui County with his parents.

He hadn't been back to his hometown during Qingming Festival for several years. The last time was when he was a sophomore.

When he worked at the police station, Qingming Festival was very busy. The area under their jurisdiction used to be the urban-rural junction, and before that it was actually a village, so some residents here even secretly buried their dead in the early years.

Part of the edge of their area is on the edge of the plateau, so every year they have to be careful to prevent those who go to burn paper from setting fire to the mountain.

However, compared with the police stations whose jurisdiction is on the plateau, their luck is already good.

Looking at the circle of friends, the station is still on high alert this year, but this time it has nothing to do with him.

On the way back to his hometown, Cen Lian saw smoke coming out from a distance when he was close to Lingguan Town. He didn't know if a mountain was burned.

"Don't go to my parents' graves," said old man Cen Jianjun, looking at them worriedly. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

It was already night when they arrived, and the cemetery near the town was closed.

The next morning, Cen Lian carried two huge black plastic bags, one for offerings and the other for paper money to be burned, and went to the cemetery where his grandparents were buried with his parents.

The town promoted cremation in the early years, and Cen Lian's father was a retired cadre, so he took the lead.

It saved Cen Lian the trouble of trekking through mountains and rivers to find a grave.

Fengshui County is not a flat plain. Their town is at the foot of the mountain. Many people's graves are on the mountain, and it takes a lot of effort to make a trip.

"Sure enough, there is a traffic jam." Cen Lian parked the car at the door and walked up the mountain with his parents, carrying things. On the way, he saw several police cars parked there. He didn't know whether they were there to maintain order or if something happened at the cemetery.

There were a lot of people visiting graves during the Qingming Festival. Cen Lian followed Cen Jianjun and found the graves of his grandparents. He saw a group of policemen surrounding several graves from a distance. There were obvious signs of burning in that area.

"There really was a fire in the cemetery yesterday." Cen Jianjun took a look, turned around and laid out the tributes. The family burned paper money and kowtowed, and then planned to go home.

Today, Cen Lian's uncle and aunt are coming over, and they agreed to wait for them for dinner in the evening.

The two families will come to visit the graves tomorrow.

Who would have thought that before Cen Lian could walk out, he was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Captain Cen!" The man's voice was a little excited.

Cen Lian had an ominous premonition in his heart.

As we all know, generally only your colleagues will directly address you by your position.

It was still such a polite way of addressing.

Cen Lian turned around and saw that it was Wang Xin, whom he had met during the Chinese New Year.

"Long time no see," he said to Wang Xin, "Do you have a case?"

Wang Xin actually regretted greeting Cen Lian after greeting him. They were handling a case here, and it seemed inappropriate for him to take the initiative to greet him...

Fortunately, someone more presumptuous than him resolved the embarrassment for him.

Liu Yamin, the director of Lingguan Town Police Station, also saw Cen Lian.

After Wang Xin greeted him, Liu Yamin came over.

"Captain Cen." After Liu Yamin came over, he greeted Cen Lian first, and then greeted his parents.

"What's the matter, Captain Liu?" Cen Lian actually saw the words "keep helping" from Captain Liu's expression. Although he wanted to run away, basic social etiquette forced him to continue the greeting.

Steward Liu sighed, "Someone dug up graves yesterday and set fire to several nearby graves. We don't have any clues now."

Just when Cen Lian was about to say something to push the case out, he saw his father open his mouth.

"Many of those buried here are our relatives. Go and help Director Liu."

After Cen Jianjun said this, Cen Lian couldn't run away.

"How can I be embarrassed?" Director Liu said embarrassedly, and his hand was very honest to pull Cen Lian to the scene.

Cen Lian turned his head and saw his father with a faintly proud expression, and finally swallowed his words of refusal.

Forget it, it's rare for his old father to feel a sense of accomplishment in competing with his children. The last time was probably when he was admitted to the Public Security University.

Besides, the unlucky ones are the neighbors of his grandparents in the underground.

He persuaded himself with difficulty and followed Director Liu to the area that was burned.

The cemetery in the town is much more spacious than the cemetery in Kang'an City. There are more or less vegetation on the edge of each cemetery, which makes it easy to implicate other nearby cemeteries after one cemetery is ignited.

The burned cemetery is located near the corner of the cemetery. All the plants around it have been burned, and the ground is filled with ashes.

In the area surrounded by the cordon, a cemetery was forcibly pried open to store ashes. Two urns were smashed on the ground. The ashes were soaked in something and burned again with fire. They were mixed with other ashes at the scene, and there was not much that could be distinguished.

They could do such a thing on a day like Qingming Festival. I don’t know what deep hatred they have with the couple in the tomb. This is no different from digging people out of the tomb, whipping the corpse, and then crushing the bones and scattering the ashes.

Cen Lian glanced at Liu, no wonder he was so anxious.

Liu noticed Cen Lian’s gaze, sighed, and explained: "This is the cemetery of one of our police officers’ family."

Cen Lian's expression changed, "Is he safe now?"

"He is fine for the time being." Liu Suo looked a little depressed at this time. "He is an old man in our institute. He will be forty soon. But when this kind of thing happened, we didn't dare to let him come over to see him."

Digging people's graves is very bad in itself. Digging the graves of the police officers' homes is obviously an act of revenge.

"How is your investigation going now?" Cen Lian was a little reluctant before, but now he is completely serious. This case is really too bad.

"There is no surveillance in this area. We are trying to confirm the identity from the traces left by him when he set fire." Liu Suo pointed to the camera in the distance, "But the camera over there may have captured something. I know Captain Cen is here There is a lot of research in this area of ​​monitoring, so I would like to ask for your help.”

"You're welcome, Suo Liu, no matter who you are, they will help with this kind of thing." Cen Lian looked at Suo Liu, "I'll go to the institute with you. I didn't bring my computer when I came back."

Although he had to work overtime during the holidays, Cen Lian could no longer suppress the anger in his heart when he looked at the dug grave.

No matter which criminal did this, he would find them immediately!